Madrigal went to Esmeralda’s office, but she wasn't in her seat. He was asked to wait for her. He sat watching the clock for hours until she arrived.She ignored him and walked into her office. Madrigal was annoyed. He knocked on her door and asked for an audience with her."You called me in here just to ignore me?""Madrigal?" "Sorry, I didn't recognize you; please take a seat."The call came on her phone; she tried hiding it, but Madrigal already had a hook on it. "Are you going to see him?" he asked viciously."I don’t have a choice.""I just wanted to tell you to stop stalking me, even if Brandon asked you to do it, and I offer my condolences as well."Madrigal scoffed painfully. "Think I care about you? Stalking you? I’m out of here!" Madrigal stormed out angrily."Yes, Madrigal, you can leave."Bradnon was waiting inside the car for Madrigal. He honked at Madrigal. Madrigal took some steps back and entered inside the car."Why are you leaving so soon?" "Have you seen Esmeralda?"
Esmeralda called Madrigal. She got the news about Don Soriano and wanted to go pay him a visit. Madrigal was reluctant at first, but he felt Brandon needed someone at this dire moment.Her car arrived at Brandon’s mansion. ‘Ding, dong," the door beeped. "I am not expecting anyone!" Brandon abruptly commented. He was without clothes on his upper body. His head was bandaged, and his left arm was tied to his shoulder with a bandage.Madrigal opened the door for Esmeralda absently. "I don't want to see anyone!" he snarled."Even if she can help you get up the ladder?" Esmeralda pimped her lips and flicked her hair proudly.Brandon was silent. Lazily, he drifted his back into the chair. "What would crying do? Save your father?""You had a chance to save him, why didn’t you?" "Come to think of it, you even said you could save me," Esmeralda scoffed."Are you here to mock me?" Brandon asked sadly."I tried all I could! "What's there the list that they couldn’t let me see?""They killed my mo
REBORNThe fund-raising event for Gold Inc. was today. The big, alluring chandelier that lit the middle of the hall was silvered blue. Shimmering and alluring.The dress code for the event was obvious from the few guests that have arrived. It was the bizarre notice that it was tagged dinner night dress themed but with a Met Gala invitation, where not everyone gets the invite.Brandon arrived very early. He was with Uncle Herveaux, who had taken it upon himself to help him get to the state where he could wield.The guest list was placed at the entrance. The guests marked their names with their thumbs on a censored slate.There were thirty names on the list. Just five would have ended Brandon’s misery over losing his father. Out of the three, the five were one of them or an affiliate of one of them.Herveaux introduced Brandon to a few of the people he knew. The first was Badmus Kendrick, a foreigner but also part of the family.They shook hands, and they were on their way to the next
THE INCOMING.Olvido whisked away the cups on the table as he mumbled aptly. "That backstabbing bitch!" he mulled.He tried turning Grandma Pilar against him to make her change the president’s mind. She promised nothing but agreed to give it a try. If Brandon ends up with Kimberly, it would give them a hard time.Not only would he be legally part of the family, but he might also get access to the truth. They agreed it was dangerous, and they wouldn’t let that happen.Herveaux deferred. "You people aren’t looking at the positive side of this; we can control him.""Right now, he thirsts for revenge for his mother because some random kid named Thomas and Our Dear Don Soriano died today," Herveaux announced.Grandma Pilar’s golden stick fell off her hands. She also suffered from a lack of breath. The girl who stood in for Stephanie rushed her to her room and gave her, her medications."I thought she didn’t care about him." Gwendolyn asked passively. "In the end, she was still his mother,"
Kimberly contacted her lawyer. Brandon wanted everything to be done neutrally, so he chose to use the lawyer from the Oligario’s.They spoke over the phone, and she sent the divorce papers to Brandon’s wife, Aliana. He did not discuss his son’s issue with Kimberly and her lawyer."I don’t want to drag Junior into this, in time, I will take him away from that idiot Fredrick Silverio!" he decided.Brandon was about to leave, and Grandma Pilar and Stephanie had to wait for him; she didn’t want to show her anger towards Kimberly. They needed them more.Brandon entered the office, but the president was not seated. Wandering about the house, checking from door to door, he still couldn’t find anyone, not even the maid. He went back to Kimberly’s room, but Hailey was the one there."Where are Kimberly and the president?’ he asked her briskly. She walked up to him seductively and kissed Brandon. Brandon held her away from his body. She grabbed his shaft from the inside of his trousers."What
DIRGE.The meeting before the bidding took place at Dawson Capestrano’s funeral. The funeral was graced by the presence of numerous business owners and his assets. Where friends are gathered, even enemies will be in attendance. Everyone was in black. Mourning the death of a young, vibrant man, His mother was grieving helplessly, blaming Dawson’s father for putting her son’s life in harm's way.Brandon felt so much pity for the woman. He was there when Dawson died; he tried to save him but couldn’t. They might have started on the rough part, but he never wished him death."I am doing all of this not only to avenge my father but to protect everyone known to me," Brandon winced.Olvido also sprayed dust on Dawson's coffin during the last funeral rites."I wouldn’t mind doing the same on your casket, Brandon," Olvido said viciously. Brandon was wearing bandages and plasters. His wounds from the accident were just healing when he got beat up, which added to the severity of the injury."I c
Brandon pulled out his gun too on Herveaux's men. Herveaux shot the second man in the leg. "I think I have helped you, you know who to give the chip to" Herveaux remarked proudly and departed.Olvido followed him. "Did you see Brandon’s reaction when you shot his asset? He pulled out a gun on you," they both let out a bitter smile.Olvido concluded that the man with a history of being affiliated with the police was Brandon’s asset after he shot him, even though they had disgraced him.Gwendolyn walked to where Brandon sat, acting as if his plans had failed. "I knew you'd screw it up, you couldn't even run a clean check on your asset," she exclaimed.Esmeralda walked in when they all left. They tied down the man to question him. Herveaux was alerted by his men that a body was found in the restroom and that it looked like that of the potential bidder. "Fuck! He deceived us!" He smashed the wall with his fist."Go back there and finish them all!" Herveuax ordered that they clear out both
Brandon received an impromptu call. He was to report to the president’s house very early in the morning. He hadn’t had enough sleep since last night's saga. Madrigal wasn’t back, so he decided to go alone. He told Nathalie to stand guard at home. The fake chip and the Russian man were under his roof.He drove hurriedly to the president’s house. There were no guards or maids around the house, which was empty. The call specified that he came straight to the president’s office. Brandon went in there briskly, thinking the president wanted to test him or have a private discussion with him. The lights were turned off.He turned on the flashlight on his phone so he could see clearly. "How would they leave the doors widely open with no maids or guards around?" he asked himself loudly as he looked for the switch to turn on the light."Because isn't everyone away?" she clapped, and the lights turned on. "Hailey? "Is it all you?" he asked briskly. "Yes, I couldn’t get you off my mind since your